"Stand in your correct positions and don't move!"
Nong Wenrong, a middle-aged man with a wide face and a red robe, stepped on the void and urged many warriors with an indifferent expression, as if he was driving away animals.
At the request of Nong Wenrong.
Tens of thousands of first- and second-level warriors stand on the highest steps of the arena, which is farthest from the competition platform, so the viewing effect is naturally the worst.
The remaining thousands of third- and fourth-level warriors stood on the raised platform at the middle height.
Each warrior was wearing shabby gray clothes and had unkempt appearance. Compared with the real person Nong Wenrong who was wearing gorgeous robes, he looked like a beggar.
Their faces were dark, and they looked around nervously, with fear hidden in their eyes, not knowing what they would face next.
The ancient and desolate arena, surrounded by pitted steps and stone walls, is full of strange humanoid murals and ferocious reliefs, creating a strange and terrifying atmosphere.
Especially the traces of blood on the platform below made some people think of something, and their faces became even paler.
There are four three-foot-high pavilions standing like lotus leaves in the four directions closest to the bottom of the bucket ledge.
It is used for those with distinguished status to watch the competition in the arena below.
Below the pavilion, there is a gray stone pillar that cannot be hugged by four or five people.
The pavilion above is made entirely of transparent blue crystal, with a long white jade table in the center.
In one of the pavilions.
Nearly twenty real people sat on both sides of the long table. As for the disciples they brought, they all followed them respectfully.
The mysterious black-robed man sat in the center facing the arena with the best view.
Of course, for them at the Golden Core level, everything on the ledge can be clearly seen no matter where they sit.
These real people.
There are the owners of the seven nine-story pagodas of the Shanhai Sect, including Yun Ziping, and real people from other sects who came to observe war weapons, such as the Curse Word Sect, the Xutian Sect, the Corpse Exorcist Sect, the Immortal Gourd Sect, the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Ancient Talisman Sect, etc.
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Yun Ziping spoke first: "It is indeed a grand event for all of you to gather at our sect's Xuanyin Mine today.
I happened to get a good thing some time ago, and I came here to share it with all of you fellow Taoists."
After speaking, he waved his sleeves.
On the white jade table that was originally empty, there were twenty finely crafted small bronze wine bottles, which were accurately placed in front of the great masters one by one.
Then, he took out a blue and white jade bottle from nowhere.
After opening the cork of the bottle, a stream of pink transparent liquid was drawn by an inexplicable force and moved through the air in a parabolic path. It was first poured into the wine bottle in front of the man in black robe.
Then came the second wine bottle, then the third...
In the blink of an eye, twenty wine bottles were filled with pink transparent liquid.
Inside the liquid, bright red sparks would rise from time to time and then go out in an instant.
And in the sky above each wine bottle, white mist also rose slowly.
The white mist condenses and never disperses, forming the appearance of individual white cranes, and their movements are different. Some are spreading their wings and flying, some are perching, and some are fishing...
The entire pavilion was also filled with a refreshing fragrance.
"Could this be Purple Yang Qionghua Wine?" The old man wearing the Yin Yang Fish Taoist robe, Master Wuji from the Xianhu Sect, asked in surprise.
"I have also heard the name of this wine. Rumor has it that it is brewed from the first ray of fresh air at the top of Ziyang Mountain when the morning sun rises. It is also brewed from the flowers of the Qionghua tree where the golden-crowned crane often inhabits.
Taking this wine can burn the yin energy and impurities in the body, and also has the effect of purifying the body." A red-faced old man wearing clothes covered with hieroglyphic characters, Hongyuan Zhenren from the Ancient Fu Sect said.
"I heard that it is difficult for the inner disciples of the Ziyang Sect to get this wine. Master Yun is really a good trick!" Master Puhui from Jingkong Temple, a bald old man wearing an orange cassock, was full of praise.
"Although this wine is good, I won't take it anymore." The middle-aged man, covered in black demonic aura, came from the Demon Sect's Hua Mo Zhen Dao.
"Me too." The young man with a pale and dull face said from the corpse exorcism sect.
Hearing this, everyone laughed.
After all, the magical power of a demonic monk is yin in nature. Drinking this wine will not only be of no benefit, but may also cause your cultivation to regress.
The man in black robe sitting in the center of the crowd drank the wine without any scruples and praised: "Yes, yes, you humans have many tricks."
Yun Ziping perked up after hearing this and said with a smile: "As long as you like it, Lord Envoy, I will fill it up for you."
Seeing this, other real people were not to be outdone and offered treasures one after another.
Master Wuji of the Immortal Gourd Sect took out a blue gourd.
From the gourd's mouth came out a number of small blue transparent fish the size of fingers, swimming in the void around everyone. There were no internal organs in their bodies, only the twinkling stars.
"This is a glass fish that swims in the nine heavens. It can be eaten raw. After all, it has no flesh and blood and is actually transformed by vitality.
But don’t underestimate this breath of vitality. Not only is it extremely pure and can be absorbed directly, but its quantity is equivalent to seven days of cultivation for a real person. Sir Messenger, you come first!”
The Demon Transformation Master of the Tianmo Sect opened his palms filled with black energy.
A blood-red pony kept struggling to escape. But under the suppression of its magic power, it turned into a crystal clear blood-colored Ganoderma lucidum comparable to a work of art.
"This is the Blood Ganoderma born from the corpse of a ninth-level ferocious beast. Taking it can strengthen the physical body, regardless of whether it is a demonic or a righteous method. Sir Messenger, please!"
In order to please the black-robed man, the real people from the Cursing Sect, Xutian Sect, and other sects also took out the treasures they had treasured for a long time.
The pavilion was suddenly filled with shouts of admiration.
The room is filled with fragrance, laughter, and colorful lights, so happy.
Another area.
The mother beast, shaped like a huge meat ball, had just spit out a pool of liquid, forming a black child beast.
Under the operation of Nong Wenrong's magic power, he was forcibly transported to the circular gray ledge several hundred feet high in the arena.
This sub-beast is more than ten feet long, and its entire body, except its back, is covered with black spikes.
Its head is like a rat, with double horns, a broad and flat back, two huge red pincers that are constantly waving, and a silver tail that is longer than its body like a steel whip.
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Nong Wenrong stood in the air, and his loud and indifferent voice spread throughout the arena.
"Your opponent is it. Weapons are not allowed, including spiritual hoes for mining."
What?
After hearing this, everyone's expressions became even uglier, as they were asked to fight with their bare hands.
Being able to use various weapons is the advantage that humans have over ferocious beasts, and now even this advantage is being taken away.
Of course there are some people who don't care.
The ferocious man with a ferocious face and python tattoos all over his body stood up.
He laughed loudly: "I can kill it without using weapons!"
After saying that, he jumped down from the steps hundreds of feet high and hit the ledge with a bang, making a deep pit in the ledge.
But this raised platform is made of unknown materials. The holes that originally appeared are slowly recovering, as if they have a memory function.
When the ferocious man faced the ferocious-looking beast, he did not rush towards it immediately, but walked cautiously around it, trying hard to find an opportunity.
The beast roared uneasily.
As a newborn, it has not experienced actual combat yet, and all its actions follow instinct.
'call!'
Finally, the beast couldn't bear it any longer, and its tail, like a steel whip, cut through the void, and whipped the man hard!
The man's legs turned into phantoms, and he nimbly dodged the attack from the beast.
Next, whether the child beast used giant pincers or steel whips, he deftly dodged them all, making the child beast extremely angry and kept screaming.
After a while, the vicious man finally attacked.
He stretched out his ten fingers and shot out streaks of sharp black energy, which hit the child beast like a dang dang, countless sparks erupted, and the child beast roared in pain.
Taking advantage of the moment when Zishou was distracted, the vicious man flashed and moved in front of Zishou.
His fists turned as red as iron, and he threw out more than ten punches in an instant, each punch hitting Zishou's fragile nose.
Zishou's nose was directly blown out, and blood gushed out.
The man stepped back in time and fired several blasts of energy that were more powerful than before, hitting Zishou in both eyes.
While Zi Beast was losing his mind and going crazy, he got close again and punched Zi Beast hard on the forehead!
In the blink of an eye, there was a bottomless blood hole on Zishou's head.
His huge body fell to the ground with a 'bang', and he was too dead to die.
Seeing this, many warriors looked happy.
"This ferocious beast doesn't look too bad, but I feel like I can kill it even if I go up there!"
"Hua Mang has made a lot of money, and he has lost ten years in one fell swoop!"
"Don't worry, we also have a chance."
In Liu Mang's team, Wei kept stamping his feet regretfully: "Look, this beast is not very good at all. If I had signed up earlier, I would have lost ten years! Hey, even if I win now, there will be no reward!"
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Nong Wenrong has previously announced that only the first group of people to sign up can enjoy the ten-year exemption.
"This shouldn't be true." Lao Gutou was also confused.
In his mind, it is impossible for monks to be so kind to warriors.
At this time, Nong Wenrong looked at the big man who had just killed the beast, and said calmly: "You win, and the mining period will be reduced by ten years. The next game will be the same beast just now, do you want to do it again?"
The ferocious man laughed wildly and said, "Come, why don't you come?"
When I think of winning one more game, I can get another ten years off, and if I win two more games, I can directly mine.
The big man's heart was filled with excitement.
Soon, Nong Wenrong once again carried a sub-beast to the arena.
This sub-beast is exactly the same in appearance and size as the one that was just killed by the big man.
This time, the big man was full of confidence and stopped testing. He directly released dozens of sharp auras and shot towards the beast overwhelmingly!
"Ouch!"
The beast roared in pain and backed away.
Then, the big man easily approached him.
But before he could wait, the ferocious man hit his vital point with his fist again.
A silver steel tail as thick as a big tree appeared behind him without a trace.
Then, it wrapped around the big man's body.
The big man's expression changed greatly, and he tried to break away, but the silver tail wrapped around him tighter and tighter, twisting and turning.
Under the tremendous force, the big man's face turned red, his clothes were covered in clothes, and his skin began to burst and bleed.
"ah!"
boom!
The ferocious man with flower pythons tattooed all over his body was crushed to death by the beast's tail!
Blood and flesh were scattered one after another, leaving only half of the body, which fell miserably to the ground.
In the pavilion, Yun Ziping's eyes showed a look of satisfaction, and then he leaned over and introduced to the man in black robes: "Master Messenger, this kind of beast will be mainly responsible for transporting items that cannot be stored in storage bags on the battlefield."
The implication in the words is that this beast is not specifically responsible for fighting, but it can be so brave.
"Oh?" The messenger showed surprise.
"Sir, please continue watching, this beast will become stronger and stronger from now on." Yun Ziping said with a smile.
The ferocious man who had just died in battle would never have thought that he was just a stepping stone and tool man responsible for increasing the strength of the beast.
At this time, the man in black robe's face changed, and he spit out a mini white jade pool from his mouth.
Many monsters with monster heads and human bodies in the pool were shouting one after another.
"Young prince! We also want to watch the competition!"
"I smell human flesh!"
"Let us go to the arena, we are the most powerful warriors in the world!"
The man in black robe said: "You can go down and watch, but remember, you are not allowed to enter at will without my order."
"Okay! Okay!" The monsters agreed.
The man in black robe threw the jade pond to the lowest step of the arena, which was closest to the ledge and the best viewing position after the pavilion.
The monsters landed on the steps and all roared excitedly.
"Come out, I finally came out!"
"Staying in the marrow bath all day is really boring!"
Seeing these demon-headed talking monsters appearing, the warriors changed their expressions.
"This is...a monster! Much scarier than ferocious beasts, they are as intelligent as us!"
"How did they get here?"
"No! What is it going to do!"
A warrior shouted in fright and anger.
Then I saw a snake-headed monster on the first step, sticking out a long forked tongue and hooking up the remaining half of the vicious man's blood-stained body.
When the hook is in front of you.
Its mouth, which was originally about the same size as a human, instantly opened to the size of a water tank, revealing the densely packed sharp teeth inside!
Then there was the numbing sound of chewing, and blood continued to overflow from the corner of his mouth.
"It's a pity that it's not alive and the taste is a bit off." The snake-headed demon said dissatisfiedly.
Scarlet vicious eyes glanced at the warriors on the steps above, revealing extremely greedy eyes.
Many warriors only felt cold all over.
If you lose the fight, it seems like you won't even be able to keep the whole body.
"Fuck! This beast! I'm going to kill it!" Da Wei said angrily.
Everyone else in the team looked ugly. Even Tang Huailin and Leng Yiwen, who had always been low-key, had murderous intent in their eyes.
Liu Mang's heart was filled with murderous intent.
These monsters have touched his bottom line and they all deserve to be killed!
"The monsters should all be subordinates of the man in black robes." Furong sent a message to Liu Mang.
"Who is the man in black robe?"
"If I guessed correctly, he should be the descendant of a certain demon clan figure in Ten Thousand Demon Mountains."
"Monster clan?"
"The demon clan is a naturally warlike clan. They live for war and die for war.
And you warriors have fallen to this point, and the break between the immortal warriors has a lot to do with them." Furong's words were full of extreme coldness.
At this time.
The bloody battle in the arena continues.
A thin man rushed up.
Taking advantage of his body skills, he adopted the flexible method of flying a kite. Although it took a long time, he successfully killed the beast.
Instead of continuing to expand his victory, he stepped down with satisfaction after receiving a ten-year mining period exemption.
The next warrior who came up wanted to copy his fighting style.
But Zishou learned the lesson this time, and the burrs all over his body burst out, interfering with the warrior's movement and hindering his escape.
Then he moved closer, a large pair of pliers caught the person, and suddenly cut him in half!
"Ah! Ah!
"
The powerful vitality of a Gang Qi realm warrior prevents this person from dying for a while.
But when he saw a black tongue appearing in front of him, and realized his tragic end, his eyes still showed extreme fear.
"No!"
Then, there was another burst of chewing sounds that made people's teeth sour.
"Too weak, these humans are so weak!"
"What bullshit warriors are, they are nothing compared to our demon clan!"
"It's my turn to be the next prey. Don't compete with me. I want to try it too!"
The wild laughter of the monsters made every warrior furious and trembling with rage.
But under the indifferent gaze of Nong Wenrong in the sky, and driven by the interests of ten years of mining exemption.
There are still warriors constantly entering the arena, fighting bloody battles, roaring and fighting for their lives.
If you win, you can get a ten-year mining period exemption, but you may die at any time in future mining operations.
If you lose, you will get an outcome worse than death.
In the tall pavilions that stood like lotus leaves, real people enjoyed the rare treasures, laughed and chatted, and watched the bloody performances below.
"I heard that Lingjian Mountain has trained another peerless sword cultivator."
"Tsk, tsk, this nine-color deer liver tastes really good. I have lived for more than four hundred years, and this is the first time I have tasted such a delicious taste."
"Didn't you notice? The beast's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and sooner or later it will reach the level of invincibility at the same level. It's amazing that your sect can develop such a magical thing!"
"Seeing how hard these warriors fought, I realized how powerful the demon clan is. It is indeed a powerful race that can overwhelm the heavens!"